As with any child, you find your own more beautiful -
eager to nurse along, watch over it,
and taking special pride as each day
it grows more gorgeously like you.
Why not consider it a sort of accomplishment?
Failure doesn't happen by itself. It takes time,
effort, and a certain undeniable gift.
Satisfaction comes from recognizing what you do best,
Most of what happens is never intended,
but deep inside you know you planned this -
not a slip or a fumble but a total rout.
You only fail at what you really aim for.